Circular No 338

Newsletter for past alumni of The Abbey School, Mt. St. Benedict, Trinidad and Tobago, W.I.

Caracas, 26 of April 2008 No. 338
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Dear Friends,

Here we continue our weekly resume of the email that are received at the Circular´s “Headquarters”.
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From: KenTrini@aol.com
Sun 12/09/07 2:14 AM

Dear Ladislao,

I am Kenneth Ian Austin .

I was a student at the Abbey School from 1946 to 1952.

Yesterday I was trying to connect with PAXABBEY to gather news of any recent happenings.

But was unable to connect because the server is offline or some other problem.

However, fortunately the website for the Abbey School old boys circulars came up.

I spent the next many hours reading previous editions and looking at photos on Gioanetti site.

Years ago I used to receive newsletters regarding old Mount boys which I believe were compiled by Arthur Knaggs.

However I have not received any in many years and conclude that you have taken over that task, using modern technology.

Needless to say I was delighted to have hit on the site inadvertently.

I notice from the circulars that some of my contemporaries such as Leary and Richard Oconnor are still around albeit in Australia.

I left Trinidad in January1954 and went with Trevor Soodeen to New York University.

Trevor received his degree in Commerce and now resides in Canada,

Unfortunately/I do not have an e-mail address for him.

I transferred to Howard University in Washington, DC in 1956 where I got my BS in Chemistry in 1957 and MD in 1961.

After specialising in Internal Medicine/Rheumatology, I joined the faculty of my Alma mater in 1966 and taught until my retirement in 2002.

I now practise 2 half-days a week in order to keep my hand in it and my brain active.

I married a Washingtonian in 1962 and we have 3 children:

Janine, an ophthalmologist at the National Institutes of health, Sabrina, a lawyer and Sean who manages a tennis club.

Some of my contemporaries at Mount were Arthur Knaggs Peter Gaffney, David and John Farfan,Ray Dacambra,Hugh and Christopher Henderson,Anthony Lucky,David and Delano Dacastro, Phillip Nassief from Antigua,Vernon Lee Kit,Bernard And Osmond Gomes from Guyana.,Christen Krogh and Johnny Nieto from Venezuela.

My brother, Trevor and I started at Mount in 1946 and Trevor replaced Nieto as the smallest boy earning the nickname, Mousey.

Trevor died in Trinidad in 1995, having received the last rites from the original abbot, Father Adelbert, who also ministered to my mother before her death in 1999.

My sister still lives in Trinidad and I try to visit her occasionally and when I am there I always visit the Mount.

I hope to be visiting in 2008.

Please add my name to the list to receive the circulars at kentrini@AOL.com and may you and your family have a happy holiday season.

Maybe we will meet at a reunion of old boys one day.

Thanks for your efforts and keep up the good work.

Kenneth I. Austin, MD
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De: michielid@cantv.net [michielid@cantv.net]
Fecha: 13/01/ 00:57:58

Good night to all of you.

I had my PC turned off for many days and today I have had the great pleasure of reading many messages of old friends from Abbey School.

I hope that all of you, and your families, are finding happy, together, in very good health, working hard and fulfilling all the wishes you could have (a little difficult in our current Venezuela, by now).

I will try to make time to read and answer all the mails, on time.

Greetings to Dr Bratt:

If I go to Port of Spain in anytime be sure I'll look for you, to go up Abbey School; it's a deal.

Thanks

Daniel
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Thursday, January 31, 2008 2:46:27 PM
Alfredo Montiel Bezara <amontielb@megaval.com> wrote:

Nazi,

That's how I remember you !!

It has been a real pleasure to hear from you, at one point I thought you were in Germany, and since them we never heard from you.

Probably Andrés Larsen knew but also for some time I did not see Andrés.

Me agrada si vienes a Caracas podemos vernos en algún momento.

Pronto te escribo nuevamente,

Alfredo Montiel Bezara

MSB 67-72
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From: mlew@cantv.net
Date: Tue, 29 Jan 2008 23:07:44 -0430

Hi Salvador,

It has been a long time since I have had any contact with Mount boys who went to school during the 6 years I spent at Mount.

Actually I have had more contact with the older generation like Urbano v. Fedak who I know from the German church in Caracas.

Also his brother Mathias I see often when he goes to play tennis at the Caracas Sports Club were I am a member.

I am also in touch with Pedro Castro, his brother Reinaldo, who is now working in the German church and Donald Goddard, whom I know from the time I worked in the oil industry for ten years in Maraven.

I do remember you and your mother and the hotel where we always used to stay when we went to Cumana.

I think I have only gone back once more when I took my wife to see where we use to live in Tunapuy, pasando Carupano where my father was a doctor.

Let me tell you a little bit about what I have been doing since I left mount (63-69) and provide some correct information since Andres Larsen did not get all the information correct.

I went to St. Marys University in Halifax, Canada, for one year, since my brother had gone there.

Then I followed my brother to Memorial University in Newfoundland, Canada, where I obtained a bachelors degree in geology.

From there I returned to Venezuela and worked in the Ministerio de Minas with Donald Goddard for about six months before I went back to Canada, Windsor University in Windsor, Ontario.

There I did my masters degree in geology and my thesis was the study of the natural solar pond that exists in the island of Grand Roque in the archipelago Los Roques.

In Windsor I met my wife and once I finished I left for Gottingen, Germany, where I did a Phd in geochemistry.

I returned to Venezuela and worked one year in Intevep and nine years at Maraven.

In 1991, I left Maraven and went into the wholesale jewelry business where I continue to work.

Actually, I just came back today with my wife from New York, where we attended a jewelry show.

I have a house in Boca Raton and we come and go about once a month.

I have two boys, Misha (23) and Yuri (21), they are both in university in Canada.

Misha is at York in Toronto studying economics and Yuri is in Carleton University in Ottawa studying computer science.

Misha played professional tennis until last year but that did not go too good.

When he was 12 he spent two years at the Niki Pilic Academy in Munich.

I will send you pictures of him with the current Australian open champion Novak Djokovich.

With regards to the nazi name, that was the name given to my brother while in mount and once I got there they also called me nazi.

I think it had to do with my brother speaking German, I was not that fluent at that time.

Actually my mother is German and my father Ukrainian.

The Ronnie is what my mother still calls me but my real name is Myron, a common Ukrainian name.

I am returning to Venezuela on the 9th and I will send you some pictures of the family once I am there.

I am glad that all is going well with you and your family.

By the way, how is your mother doing? My regards to her.

If you ever come to Florida let me know, maybe I might be here and we can get together.

All the best

Myron

New e-mail:myronlew1@gmail.com
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De: Salvador Coscarart [salborbolla@hotmail.com]
Fecha: 29/01/2008 16:12:57

Hola Ronnie .

Espero que tu y tu familia estén todos bien y también tu mama.

Aquí estoy viviendo en Lafayette Louisiana y mi hermano pedro en St.Petersburg Florida.

Después del Mount nos vinimos a estudiar aquí en Louisiana State Unversity en Baton Rouge Louisiana.

Y nos quedamos por aquí.

Yo casado desde el 80 y con tres hijos ya todos graduados en physical therapy.

El mayor casado y el segundo para casarse en mayo 17 y mi hija de 21 también con su fiance para casarse muy pronto así como ves ya la nueva generación de los coscarart para adelante jajajaj.

Pedro también casado dos veces y cuatro hijos el mayor de 23 y 21 3 1 y medio jajajajajaj .

Parece a un conejito .

Bueno veo por el e-mail que me mando Andrés Larsen que estas muy bien también.

Un cordial saludo y abraso que dios los protejas y los cuide siempre.

Salvador Coscarart.

Abbey boy 67-74.
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Andres Larsen ...
Tuesday, January 29, 2008 11:41:37 AM

Hello Nigel

"Nazi" is none other than Myron, also known as Ronnie, Lew.

He is married to a Canadian, they both are chemical engineers but he is in the precious gems business, also doing business in the Netherlands and Belgium.

He and his wife commute between Florida and Caracas.

They have two grown sons, both in college, and both, from what I understand, also majoring in chemical engineering.

Myron and his two sons are professional tennis players on the side.

In his younger days Myron and family would stay on vacations at the hotel that Salvador Coscarart's mother,

Theresa, owned and ran in Cumana in eastern Venezuela.

Hope that clears things up a bit about "Nazi".

His e-mail address is mlew@cantv.net

Best regards

Andres Larsen
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"Nigel P. Boos" <nigelboos@eagles-wings.ca> wrote:

Wonderful, Andres.

Man! Didn't the guys at Mount have strange names, eh? Just like mine, I guess!!

Say, did you know a chap named "Nazi" during your time.

I never knew the poor guy's name, but I always called him "Nazi".

Why? I don't even know.

But he was a great fellow, and in fact, I have a photograph of him, to share:

I thought his name was "Nascimento" or something like that?

So, do you remember him?

Regards,

Nigel
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HIPPIES FROM THE SIXTIES‏
Glen Mckoy (mckoy43glen@hotmail.com)
Fri 2/08/08 6:44 PM

HELLO OUT THERE - AZIZ CALL ME, HE BORED. - OK WE BACK ON - ACTION PACK- TALES FROM THE MOUNT.-

Remember:

Volley ball at night, under the lights.

Dances with the Vene girls in St Joseph

Throwing stones at opposing team bus if they beat we in cricket or football

Making wild cat calls at any females we see anywhere, love at first sight, in some cases looks didn't have much to do with it

A soft drink you would not buy any where else.

I got a warning not to be hanging out where the young ladies were studying to become nuns. (none for me)

If you were not on the swimming team, then you might be in the back seat of car kissing some girl you just meet

Any excuse to go and see the nurse

Best swimmers in the country

Johnny Gracia saves two drowning people in the sea/ he was so fast /Jimmy Samaroo also Wild man Tim Healy catch big snake, sells to London Zoo I think $100

Remember:

Mount Lockdown /Black power uprising in the country/no where to run/we were there

Rumors are:

Rebels suppose to be coming from the mountains behind us, riot mobs suppose to be coming up the hill. Trini army on its way to the mount, Vene boys scared however their government sends two planes to get them with soldiers

Joe Azaz our #1 scout (big respect goes out to this guy) have to help Trini top army find their way thru the mountains.

All for one and and one for all in prayer because we think we dead now.

Its all history now and we all survived.

Old boy Bernard Lange come up to teach Mackintosh: One of my favourite teachers, great style of teaching, unfortunately I had to spend some classes standing outside the class, affected some of my spelling as you can see.

Good calypso singer also.

Running away on the weekends to see a movie down the hill, they should ah put a traffic light on that track the amount of people up and down.

Did Cutty ever sleep, if you were planning a night escape don't do it on Cutty watch.

Cachapa finds keys for the Kitchen, need friend who is not scared to get expelled if caught but will go because food is involved. Never get caught and I think Cachapa still have keys.

I told Cutty the story about 10 years after, he just looked at me, kinda half smile Assam and Alloy (mono) Garner, member of parrot troop/ never without food, if we suppose to have 2 tins of beans, well we would have about 5 tins of beans, some other poor campers, would have to go with out, this practise continued for about two world jamborees, Cutty didn't have to worry about us, and if he needed extra supplies he had an idea where it might be.

Parrot troop always with a big smile.

Glen / passing out not.

later........Aziz
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Now some photos from the collection. REMEMBER TO USE THE CODE NUMBER

Ladislao
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Photos:
03SC0354GRP, Reunion 2003 group, Salvador and Fr. Benedict and UNKNOWNS
08LK0012GRP, Brian Goddard and Alberto Ache in Maracay
07DM0005FHG, Fr. Hilderbrand Green, Abbot of Bartica Monastery in Guyana.
59RB0002d2, Photo taken by Roberto Bodington, Farchegs, Bro Vincent, Lipavski

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Circular No 337

Newsletter for past alumni of The Abbey School, Mt. St. Benedict, Trinidad and Tobago, W.I.

Caracas, 19 of April 2008 No. 337
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Dear Friends

Who was the PIANO teacher and other information.
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Monday, January 14, 2008 2:59:32 PM

To: Lindsay John Moffat

Dear John:

It's funny how most of us wanted to get the hell off the Mount, that island, and the Caribbean, on to bigger and better things.

The sooner the better.

Wow, I didn't realise you were at the Mount for so long: 1960 to 1969, that's 9 long years...Certainly much too long!

You probably hold the record...

Now that we are older, there are many of my friends are looking for properties to buy in the Caribbean to live and retire to!

"The Rats"..HMM.

Probably you all walked around with your shirt collars up too! LOL.

Do you remember the smoke filled Form V room, with the old record player, a couch, a couple of tables for playing cards and board games and the curtain for a door?

There was a Form IV room next door, with less accoutrements and, for a while, even a Form III room but that didn't last long.

Attila

MSB 1964-1969
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Lindsay John Moffat <l.john@hotmail.co.uk> wrote:

Dear Atilla

Our swift reply.

As regards your question about Form V, I am not sure what to say for some reason my memory is vague as to what classes we were together in the end.

I did reach Form V before leaving but perhaps my mind was more on wanting to get away and finally leave the Caribbean all together!! That was 1969.

It is strange what the mind chooses to remember.

For instance vividly remembering the piano teacher's scary accent & hairy arms and strange smoking habits as I have recently described, but perhaps because those images were slightly surreal and comical.

Ah the name Professor Katz as Jan has recently recalled - he was actually a decent, gentle, enthusiastic fellow and was pleased that he thought us and took us to see interesting musical experiences though I never developed the ability to read music and gave it up altogether on leaving.

Thank you for reminding me that it was you at the the Queens Hall concert with us.

I thought perhaps that Jan was there too but he has said that he must of left the year before that so we may of been together in Form V after all...

All I mainly remember from Form V is hanging about a lot with Paul Quesnel, Douglas Watson, Derek Phillips, Richard Knox and a few others - we had a gang called The Rats – and limed about in torn up khaki shirts with images and slogans painted on them - possibly getting up to no good and thinking we were the bees knees- The name the Rats seems silly now!

Well I must go but thanks for the stories .

Perhaps the jigsaw pieces will eventually fit together one day..

Best Wishes...

Lindsay John

MSB 1960 - 1969. Too long
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Dear John:

Thank you for forwarding that email you had sent to Jan.

And also thanks for your CV.

You are quite an accomplished artist! Congratulations.

I could foresee that, since even early on at the Mount, you already exhibited artistic talents.

Question: You did attend Form V with Andres Larsen and I, correct?

Yes, you and I were the piano teacher's pet students for a while.

In fact, it was you and I, he took us to see that classical Philharmonic orchestra performance in Queen's Hall in Post-of-Spain that night.

Towards the end, I remember I was so relaxed in that chair that I could not keep my eyes open, and fell asleep. oops...

You also taught me some of the Sound of Music tunes on the piano.

I can still hunt-and-peck through some of them, even though I quit taking piano lessons after about 3 years.

I remember we would race upstairs of the Refectory Hall to practise piano after lunch and after 3:30 pm when classes were over for the day.

My problem was that you and Jan would always beat me to it, and I couldn't get enough practise time on the darned thing, so I became frustrated and eventually quit piano.

I took up guitar instead, since then I could have my own instrument and I could practise whenever and for as long as I wanted and wouldn't have to compete anybody for it.

That didn't go very far either, because, even though I was an OK technical player and could follow somebody playing, I lacked the necessary musical talent.

Now I just listen to music rather than play it.

I think our piano teacher's name was Professor Katz...

Yes, I too remember he was a chain smoker and also that there were some burn stains on the piano keys.

By the way, talking about music, here is a neat website for free music that I really like: www.jango.com

You just type in the name of the artist or band and it will come up with most of their songs.

Then you click on the particular song, and it plays it in full.

All for free.

Cheers,

Attila Gyuris
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Lindsay John Moffat <l.john@hotmail.co.uk> wrote:

Dear Atilla...

This is a recent communication I sent to Jan after reading your shared memories. I thought you may like to read it too because it has some memories of the Piano teacher.

I can not remember his name.

I wish all the best to you for 2008...

Lindsay John
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Dear Jan...

I hope you had good New Year Celebrations and wishing all the best for 2008!

Forgive me but I am not very good at keeping up written communication let alone on-line through e-mail, news letters etc.

I am not even on-line at home yet -this is done at my local library where all the facilities are free-in many ways I am still a Neanderthal among computers!! and still have not learnt to put attachments properly to e-mails yet.

Anyway thanks for sending the collective conversations you have been having with Atilla etc.

I have been reading them recently and am amazed at what you all remember from your experiences at the 'Mount'.

For instance I had completely forgot that I had taught you all those Sound of Music tunes and that you remember that with fondness... I am quite moved by that.

To me you just shone and I was sad when you disappeared.

I also did not realise that Miss Marcus was Polish.

I had always assumed that she was German Jewish and had escaped the war and therefore persecution too by coming to Trinidad with the help or connection of the Dutch Benedictine Monks.

Also that the Piano teacher was Polish too!!

At the time I found him and his accent a bit scary and for me he could just as well of come from Transylvania!!

I think that was because at the time my knowledge of Europe was so poor!

I have since got to know more thank God and like the Polish people much and have even travelled to Poland to work on an intensive International Performance Project.

That was just during the time 'Solidarity' got in.

Anyway, I digress....

Yes the Piano Teacher....

He once took a group us to see an Opera - I think Carmen and also the visiting Philadelphia Philharmonic Orchestra from the USA playing at Queens Hall.

Were you there too?

I remember he also had very hairy fore-arms and smoked like a chimney even while he was playing!

I used to gaze in amazement at him so fully engrossed in his playing without taking the cigarette out of his mouth as it burnt down with the ash getting longer and longer until it would finally drop off near the end of the cigarette and fall onto the piano keys and bounce around while he played on... eventually the ash would disintegrate and fall between the keys to disappear forever.

It was quite comical.

Funny the things you remember.

Must go now but delighted to hear your stories.

Best Wishes...

Lindsay John

PS: Someone had recently attached for me my CV to use in a project application. If you are interested it shows what I have done in the arts since I left the West Indies. X
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Dearest Lindsay,

Thank you very much for your long mail, you surprise me so much!

I understand completely that you don't use Internet frequently but I am glad you follow the conversation that pops up now and then.

I will keep in mind that you cannot reply every time.

Hope you had the same New Year Celebrations and same best wishes for 2008.

And yes, we speak with fondness about you learning me and - and as he wrote me - Attila some useful tricks with the piano so we could get on, on our own and play more often a popular tune.

I still remember them until today, I can still play Do-re-mi, Edelweiss, 67 is the season, Climb every Mountain, Down Town, Spanish Eyes, Quantanamera, Yo soy un hombre sincero.

You taught me all of them. As I read at the end of your CV you were at last the Art teacher for students, well I can vouch for you that you were already the teacher in making back at the Mount.

I remember well you were always busy with art things, one time you had a period where you were making funny drawings of an old fat faced man with freckles and speckles.

I just took a pen to show you I can still draw them!

But you call yourself a Neanderthal behind the computer, ha!

Amazing that you were in Poland at the time of Solidarity.

It was still true communism by then, you had probably strict regulations at the border and restrictions in the country.

The region I live in here in the south of the Netherlands with the main city Breda, was liberated by Polish soldiers of general Maczeck at the end of WWII.

There are a lot of monuments here and there and street names to commemorate that and a Polish War cemetery.

After the war a lot of polish soldiers could not go back to Poland and stayed here in Holland for the rest of their life.

When Poland united with the EC in April 2003, the borders went open so we went for a short holiday on a roundabout trip by car to Poznan, Warschau, Lublin, Krakow and Auschwitz.

Most probably you saw the monument of the mermaid in the town square of Warschau, being the twin sister of the mermaid in Denmark.

Yes indeed, Polish are very nice people, but we could only park our car in a compound with supervision.

I quit piano lessons one day, so I missed the trip to the Queens Hall in Port of Spain. But in my first year I was with the boys choir, and at the end they took us to the Queens Hall to see Hello Dolly and that impressed me very much.

This piano teacher had indeed hairy arms but he was always very kind and polite.

Yes I remember holding his cigarette in his mouth while playing or on the side of the keyboard when he played and sometimes it burned the piano I think.

I am impressed by your CV.

I only knew your skills in drawing and playing piano, but later on you added sculpture, choreography, costume collaborations and dance to it.

Some years ago you send me pictures of carnival costumes you designed.

You started with designing costumes for the Gallery of Modern Art, founded Catalyst for some artist-ferment process and so on, went to Japan to dance with "Butch", and a lot more going on until 1998 when you took to lecturing.

You must have given a big contribution to art in Scotland and Glasgow.

I am not in the art business but I can appreciate it well and try to understand what it means.

Took me a long time to figure out why for example the Mona Lisa or Venus from Botticelli is more special than equal paintings of present day, but I think it is because it was the first time they painted the proportions and perspective correct.

Anyway, that's your department.

Hope to hear from you again when you have time.

Much greetings,

Jan Koenraadt
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Re: Josh Schoemaker's house at the Sugar Mill & Plantation...

Gmail Jan ...

Tuesday, January 8, 2008 5:28:42 PM

It was fun, skylarking the whole week with those neighbour boys and girls.

The songs of Sound of Music made a deep impact at the Abbey School.

I got piano lessons from this Polish teacher, but he gave me only Swan Lake of Tchaikovsky to play or The Blue Danube of Johan Strauss and other classics.

One day Lindsay Moffat came by and showed me how to play Do-re-me and Edelweiss and so, making the accords with your left hand 1-5-8-13 and the tune with your right hand.

And how to make major 1-4-8-13 and minor 1-5-8-11.

From then on I boosted up with my piano playing and next term I quit with the teacher and went on playing the way Lindsay showed me.

Don't know his name.

But now I read the story of Miss Markus in the circulars that she was one of the few Polish refugees who were allowed to immigrate in the country before WWII while another time a whole ship with refuge seeking Jews was sent back to Europe (before 1939).

Now I understand why this Polish piano teacher was in Trinidad.

Greetings,

Jan Koenraadt
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Attila GYURIS ...

Tuesday, January 8, 2008 11:10:25 PM

Yes I remember that the Sound of Music was the movie of the year during 1965-1966. We went to POS to see it one Saturday.

Yes...I took piano lessons from the same polish piano teacher.

I think our Piano teacher was Professor Katz ( not sure if spelled right ) He was Jewish-Polish.

Then, after about 2 1/2 years, I too quit after too much classical stuff and no fun modern music I could relate to...what a shame he didn't realise what we needed to retain us as his students.

I remember you playing the piano after lunch up in the movie hall with the wood parquet floor above the refectory.

I think it was you who influenced me to go ahead and sign up with him for piano lessons.

After a while Lindsay Moffat and I became his pet students.

He would take us both out to Tchaichowsky concerts in POS. I would fall asleep...

Later on I went on to take guitar lessons, as it was a more accessible and popular music instrument at the time, (i.e., the girls dug it)

Attila Gyuris
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That is all for now on Professor Katz.

Ladislao
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Photos:

03UN0029CRO, Clinton Ross, Does anyone has his telephone number?

03UN6237JBE, Joseph Berment

60LK0001LKE, Ladislao Kertesz taking a shower at the swimming pool.

72UN0002AQUALADS, Does anyone know the names??

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Circular No 336

Newsletter for past alumni of The Abbey School, Mt. St. Benedict, Trinidad and Tobago, W.I.

Caracas, 12 of April 2008, Circular No. 336

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Dear Friends,

Here is the third Circular of this Week, is your INBOX bursting??

It has been a long time since I have heard from Don. Are you there???
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Salvador Coscarart <salborbolla@hotmail.com> wrote:

Hola hermanos como están y felicidades.

Si Patiño era el flaco que era muy rápido era veloz ese carajo era de caracas.

Carlos Maneiro esta en contacto con Miguel Angel Luongo.

Yo también estuve en contacto con Natividad Cabello quien es hermano de Winston Cabello y primo de Miguel Angel Luongo que era de Cumanacoa, Edo Sucre.

Como ustedes pueden ver en las direcciones yo ya le mande una carta a Miguel Angel para tratar de hacer contacto directo con el así que espero que me conteste, y yo se los re-envió a ustedes.

También estaba Frank Ibarra que era el sobrino de doña Menca de Leoni, y Manuel Becerra y los hermanos Borges.

También estaba en esa época el negro Monterola, Enrique Aranguren que su papa era el guarda de Rafael Caldera.

El profesor de Prep en esa época se llama Mr Mark, que nosotros lo llamábamos el gorila.

Los nombres que yo me acuerdo aparte de los de ustedes son: un tal Arreaza, otro que lo llamábamos barrilito que el Bro. Zua lo atropello con el Volkswagen van .

También estaba José Maria Acosta de Anaco, Bartolo de Anaco, Gustavo Echeverria y Xavier Echeverria (chechito) lo llamabamos nosotros.

Gonzalo Montiel que se jodio una ves en el trampolín en la piscina, a ver si alguien se acuerda de esto, Gonzalo.

También estaba un Picoli que era de la época de Rafael Echeverria.

También había un Jose Rivera de Caracas que lo llamábamos trotu .

También estaba Raúl Izquierdo si alguien se acuerda de Raul que era de Saint Anthony.

Los del Tigre eran Frank Malave, Jose Malave, de El Tigrito estaban los hermanos Edgar y Eloy Moffie.

De margarita estaba Pedro Mata.

También había un ingles que se llamaba Butterworth,y un francés que lo llamábamos frenchy.

Y un argentino que vivía en Caracas también el gringo Gabriel Batista.

También Lawrence Town, que era la época de Fulvio y Rafael y Picoli y Bartolo otro italiano de Pto La Cruz era Giorgio Medico.

Bueno los nombre me llegan a la cabeza cuando me transporto al pasado jajajjajaja.

Yo y mi hermano Pedro éramos de Cumana y teníamos el Hotel Astoria.

También estaban los hermanos Dvorak y los hermanos Rockafort, Carlos y ? ....

Gustavo Achong y Mario Gaston, Arturo Zavarce, Francisco Rozas, Carlos Pazos.

Bueno los tengo que dejar por hoy pues tengo que regresar al futuro y a trabajar, un abrazo muy cordial a todos los hermanos del Abbey.

Yo y mi hermano estuvimos ahí desde el 67 al 74.

Hello brothers

How are you and congratulations.

If Patiño was the skinny one that was very fast, Carajo was quick and was from Caracas.

Carlos Maneiro is in contact with Miguel Luongo Angel.

I am also in contact with Natividad Cabello who is brother of Winston Cabello and cousin of Miguel Angel Luongo who were from Cumanacoa, Edo Sucre.

As you can see from the addresses I already sent a letter to Miguel Angel, to trying to make direct contact with the hope that he answers to me, and I shall re-send to you.

Also there was Frank Ibarra who was the nephew of Doña Menca de Leoni.

And Manuel Becerra and the Borges brothers,

Also was at that time the black Monterola, Enrique Aranguren whose father was the guard of Rafael Caldera.

The professor of Prep in that time was called Mr Mark, whom we called Gorilla.

The names that I remember aside from you are such as Arreaza, other that we called Barrilito whom Bro. Zua ran over with the Volkswagen van.

Also was Jose Maria Acosta de Anaco, Bartolo de Anaco, Gustavo Echeverria and Xavier Echeverria (chechito) as we called him.

Gonzalo Montiel who hurt himself in the springboard in the swimming pool, let see if Gonzalo remembers this.

Also there was a Picoli that was at the time of Rafael Echeverria.

Also there was a Jose Rivera of Caracas whom we called Trotu.

Also there was Raul Izquierdo if somebody remembers that Raul was of Saint Anthony.

Those from El Tigre were Frank Malave, Jose Malave, of the Tigrito they were the brothers Edgar and Eloy Moffie.

Of Margarita was Pedro Mata.

Also there was an English kid who was called Butterworth, and a French kid whom we called frenchy.

And an Argentinean who also lived in Caracas also the gringo Gabriel Batiste.

Also Lawrence Town, who was at the time of Fulvio and Rafael and Picoli and Bartolo another Italian of Pto La Cruz was Giorgio Medico.

Good the name arrive to my head when I am transported to the past jajajjajaja.

I and my brother Pedro were of Cumana and we had the Astoria Hotel.

Also they were the brothers Dvorak and the brothers Rockafort, Carlos and? ....

Gustavo Achong and Mario Gaston, Arturo Zavarce. Francisco Rozas, Carlos Pazos.

Good, I have to leave you for today because I must return to the future and to work, a very warm hugs to all the brothers of the Abbey.

I and my brother, we were there from the 67 to the 74.

PS: other names Alloy y Assam Garner de Anaco , Alfredo Seaforth Anaco, Roberto y Tonito Mezzana.etc....

Jajajajaj hasta pronto.

Salvador
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Date: Wed, 9 Jan 2008 09:31:00 -0800
Alfredo Montiel Bezara <amontielb@megaval.com> wrote:

Los datos de :

Wniston Cabello Luongo 0416-623-0607

Miguel Angel Luongo B. 0412-423-5822

Patiño vive relativamente cerca de Miguel Ángel García en Brasil, pero no tengo los datos.

Saludos,

Alfredo.
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De: Gonzalo Montiel [mailto:gonzmont253@cantv.net]
Enviado el: miércoles, 09 de enero de 2008 9:14

Miguel Angel Luongo en Caracas

Winston Cabello Luongo en Caracas

Puedo conseguir los datos, Alfredo mi hermano también los tiene.

Miguel Angel Garcia se casó con una brasilera y se quedo en Recife.

Pudiera conseguir sus datos con su hermano Mario.

Me recuerdo de Patiño pero no tengo ni idea donde anda.

I can get the information, Alfredo my brother also has them.

Miguel Angel Garcia married a Brazilian girl and stayed in Recife.

Maybe I can get the information from his brother Mario.

I remember Patiño but I do not know were he is.

Gonzalo
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De: Attila GYURIS [mailto:gyuris@yahoo.com]
Enviado el: martes, 08 de enero de 2008 23:28

Gonzalo:

Estas en contacto con alguno de los Luongo?

Que hace M.A. Garcia en Brasil?

No había otro flaco que estudio con nosotros (Patiño?)?

Attila
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Salvador Coscarart <salborbolla@hotmail.com> wrote:

Yo me acuerdo del profesor que se llamaba Mr Williams.

El señor alto delgado moreno.

Así se llamaba el por que había otro profesor ya un poco mas mayor que se llamaba Mr Carter.

Y el chinito que era un tremendo jugador de ping pong y luego estaba el profesor venezolano que daba clases de moral y cívica y historia de Venezuela.

Tengo el nombre en la punta de la lengua pero no me acuerdo.

Bueno hasta pronto saludos a la mama de Nazy dile que es de los hijos de la dueña del Hotel Astoria en Cumana donde ella se quedaba.

I remember the professor who was called Mr Williams.

The gentleman was tall thin coloured person.

Thus he was called because there was another professor already a little older who was called Mr Carter.

And the chinito that was a tremendous ping pong player and then there was the Venezuelan professor who gave classes of civic moral and and history of Venezuela.

I have the name on the tip of my tongue, but I do not remember.

Good until soon greetings to the mother of Nazy. Tell her that it is from one the children of the owner of the Astoria Hotel in Cumana where she stayed.

Saludos

Salvador.
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Date: Wed, 9 Jan 2008 09:23:18 -0800
From: andres_larsen@yahoo.com

Gracias por tu ayuda desinteresada y muy útil, Salvador: de parte de Attila te pregunto: quien es el teacher moreno que esta sentado en el medio entre nosotros ?

Salvador Coscarart <salborbolla@hotmail.com> wrote:

Hola Andres,

Como estas, pues de esa foto yo solo me acuerdo de los nombres de ti, Attila, Specs, Bartolo que era de Anaco, Oscar Cantore Fulvio ,Jose Maria Acosta. Frank Malaver y Jose Malaver, Ronnie Lew el hermano de Myron a no ser que sea el mismo ( Nazy).

Josh Shoemaker , por el nombre que ahora si me acuerdo ,

Yo tenia 10 años cuando llegue en el 67.

Así que como ves te ayudare con lo que pueda cuando me venga a la memoria.

El negrito Copeland que llegó ha ser un prefecto del colegio y Nevil Tenia no se si te acuerdas de el que llego ha ser head prefect como lo hizo Paul Quesnel.

No se si tu acuerdas de eso también y de Rafael Echeveria que también fue prefecto y el gringo Batista también fue prefecto y Cecil Camacho.

Bueno espero que no te hayas vuelto loco jajajaj un abrazo .

How are you, because in that photo I only remember your names, Attila, Specs, Bartolo that was from Anaco, Oscar Cantore Fulvio, Jose Maria Acosta. Frank Malaver and Jose Malaver, Ronnie Lew, the brother of Myron unless he is the same one (Nazy). Josh Shoemaker, by the name that I now remember.

I was 10 years old when I arrived in the year 67.

So as you see I will help you with what I can, when it comes me to memory.

The negrito Copeland who made it to be a prefect of the school and Nevil Tenia I do not know if you remember he also became head prefect just as Paul Quesnel did.

I do not know if you remember also that and of Rafael Echeveria that also was prefect and the gringo Batista also was prefect and Cecil Camacho.

Good I hope that you j have not turned crazy

jajaja, a hug.

Salvador Coscarart
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Date: Tue, 8 Jan 2008 08:06:15 -0800
From: andres_larsen@yahoo.com

Hello Myron and Salvador,

We need some further positive identifications on this MSB Class snapshot

By the way, it is the first time in ages that I see a snapshot of our late classmate Carlos Hoefle who passed away some years back from cancer.
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From: Tim Healy [mailto:timhealy@email.com]
Sent: Friday, February 08, 2008 21:58

OK so yuh want some input,

My brother was Mike Healy, attended mount 68 and 69.

Apparently got in a big fight with Copeland at the end of 68.

Used to be called Shortfoot and hung out with the Peter Quesnel crowd.

Anyone recall that fight?

It was the year before I came to the Mount.

Want some real input, I wrote a short story back in the early nineties.

It is too long to put in this email and I can't find the Word file right now to attach it but it is on my web page www.timhealy.net.

The story is called In Search of Image...by John Lennon.

Find it after you click on the Short Stories link at the left of the home page.

In it I share a walk I had with my first love through POS and the Savanna to 160 Belmont Circ. Rd. where she lived.

The story is fiction. In it I take liberties with events that actually happened.

Any of you remember these events? Remember her real name? Anyone wants to contribute their recollections of the events?

I wrote this story and a few others as a healing exercise during my divorce in late 80's and early 90's.

For those who do not know me, English is my third language after Dutch and Taki-Taki.

The story has not been edited.

Any support in editing will be welcomed.

As a security note: the most traumatic event I had at Mount was going back four years after graduating and finding that the view from White Stones was stolen from me by some idiots that planted Pine trees (so feel free to critique). I would pay big money to be able to sit up there today as it was 30 years ago.

God, it was so beautiful up there looking over Maracas Valley and El Tucuche always shrouded in a light blue veil and around to the Gulf of Paria.

I remember running from the top of White Stones and dipping down the steep incline at full speed so that all I could do to keep my balance was to let go until the razor grass stopped me where it levelled off and I'd lay there, looking up, high on adrenaline, feeling like a cobo that just made his first flight.

Meh hole body would be all cut-up and burning.

But the biggest cut-up would be the smile on my face.

I remember some week-ends we had off I would stay up and spend the whole week-end in the bush by myself.

I would wake up and do Vespers with the priests at 4AM.

I have been blessed.

And Skippy, Poggy, Pig and me, liming at Sabina in St James... but that's for another day.

Guys I love everything you do in this forum and Circulars, I appreciate your efforts.

I cannot contribute regularly but will do so more often.

Tarzan...
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From: "Glen Mckoy"
Date: Thu, 7 Feb 2008 13:32:07 +0000

G#2,

You've got the blues.

I'll see you at the crossroads. You can play guitar, I play a Hammond B3 organ. OK, get Che on bass, David could sing, Hudson on Piano, Wayne on pan, hire a professional drummer so we could sound good ha ha..

I remember when we heard this big bang and a tree fell down somewhere out there, we thought one of you guys were dead.

When I came to Halifax in 1975, Ian Alphonso was here and Roger Farrah, and Hudson and other boys from Trinidad. We all came up to Saint Mary's University. I lived there for 3 years, best time of my late teens, did the same things, played music, party all week.

Ian Alphonso / always 2 classes ahead of his peers, he lives in Canada, Toronto not sure, but Hudson could find him.

He got married to a girl from Nova Scotia.

Yeah his father was one of Eric Williams doctors right. (Professor fate) Hudson and Ian was here before me, Hudson got in right after Mount.

Ian would be kissing his girl friend, he would be half drunk and still beat me at chess.

I took my game serious. ha ha

G#2 I think Jon was right be careful of who we ccing to.

I was talking to another brother and it seems to me on that last forum, it must had about 100 people reading our personal chats from all over the world that was not on the list, words from the wise ones before us.

Ain't that special, any how moving on, G#2, Tim sends me an email, asking me, if I am leaving the forum. Tim, I only saw 2 notes from you, one I'm sorry and the other one, are you leaving the forum, ah learn a few phrases from the last forum ah might have to share with you, so Mr. Forum we waiting for your input.

G#1 gone.

(Parrot Troop) proud member since 1968.......
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From: gevelyn1@bellsouth.net
Date: Thu, 7 Feb 2008 11:46:30 +0000

G#1,

You hit the right note as the only thing I can play OK on the guitar is the minor pentatonic. Three Kings---you missed uncle BB.

Albert was the one string man and they all copied your partner Freddy.

One of them was a Booker T @ MG's but I cannot remember which.

The only white-man is Clapton and the only black man that sounds white is Cray. Smile.

As for the Den – Man, that would be Tim.

The forestry commission still looking for him for wrecking the environment.

And you were the king of mischief.

Secret places in our own back-yard.

Imagine if they had a hardware store close by.

I was probably the biggest burglar when it came to potassium nitrate, sulphur and carbon.

As soon as Kitty (the Queen of Mount, most loving Lady) turned her back the bottle of oxygen maker was gone. Leaned to blow a tree in two from Ian "Professor Fate". I turned them into perfect lean-up-on trees in one bang.

The thing I enjoyed most was the cook-ups of stolen grub from Mrs Tardeaer.

It was good times and my education suffered as a result.

I had to go back to High school in Florida at 27 years old before I could be accepted into College.

The only GCE I passed at Mt was English.

Saludos

G#2
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Dear Glen,

I hear yuh man. let's get the party started again. On a musical note, Stevie Ray copy Hendrix who copy Freddy King, who copy Albert King, what's your comment on that blues brother?? Listen carefully, you can hear it so clearly. Your buddy Doug on pan, he's good man I cc. Wayne Hackett and David Decastro to check it out also.

Also I would like to say sorry to our Vene. brothers for things that was said which we had no control off, however I will add the spitting game is not an English sport.

As Bob Marley said who the cap fit let them wear it.

Let's get the ball rolling, how about some good Den building stories, Den finding and destroying, Dens that were never found. Tim might remember we had a den nobody ever found, ah get a good red belly for that one, but ah never told them where it was. Remember, Tim.

Let get back on track. Have a nice Lent day one and all,

Glen McKoy....
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From: gevelyn1@bellsouth.net >

Date: Thu, 7 Feb 2008 05:51:12 +0000

To you'll,

This is my last "hail out" as we should be "Hail Marying" for Lent.

A voice can do several things --teach, sell, threaten, encourage, warn and in John's case hurt. Bad for business. "Ipse Venea Bibas" Say what? Latin for --- He drank his own poison.

As students of Benedictines the new rule is quiet the criticism.

It's all about forgiveness and repentance. Put a ban on it and let us charge with our slingshots loaded.

Amen!

Glen
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Ladislao

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03UN0001GRPTABLE, Reunion 2003 group looking ant photos and the CIRCULAR

03UN0035MGO, Reunion 2003 Miguel Gonzalez

07BD0005GRP, Pablo Kecskemeti, Bro. Rupert and Bro. Dorset.

07RD0004BRMPR, Bro. Rupert, Mauel Prada at Maiquetia Airport

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